RagdollYou throw the word "love" around like a cheap ragdoll. Throw it to the dogs, and watch it get torn to pieces. Watch me get thrown around like a cheap ragdoll. Our stock is going down.Ragdoll
If love is meaningless, If you're too calloused to show pity, My value must have decreased. Oh, how OUR value is decreasing.
I doubt you can see it, through the shadows of your late night moonlit walks. But who wants to think of depressing matters when the moon is this blue?
I doubt you can feel it,
who wants to think of depressing matters with a girl on your neck
FeathersIts such a cliche to be the girl whiningFeathers
"I'm so very misunderstood." But you misunderstood me. You heard me wrong.
since when was comfortable, conceited? Since when was doubtful, depressed? It's sad that you could let everything burst that quickly. Like an abcess filled with the fluid that was your unneeded tears.
So now I'm tripping right into that trench with the sign marked "guilt." I'm taking one more jab at you to justify my actions. It wasn't intentional.
&nbs
Shoot Through the FogI can see your plans now,Shoot Through the Fog
spawning my affections to caress your conceit. Talking only enough to keep me intrigued. I can see where this is going. And if this is all about ego trips, I'll remind myself to untie your little white shoelaces and watch you fall. Back into your world of greed and angst where lies wont be tolerated but betrayal is. And you abuse the substance, Because you HAVE no substance. And you might fly, higher than I ever will. But the only clouds will be of smoke. So I'll remind myself to shoot you down.
Power StruggleThis place in space is infinate On my high horse, above you all. Hoping to just keep running and leaping avoiding everything, devoid of thoughts carried away by the wind harshly whistling through our ears and tousled manes. The joy of temporary flightPower Struggle
is whisking away our fatigue. And we can go around and around in circles again sideways, faster, slower, reverse. I'm calling the shots for once. Nothing ever felt so free to me, yet below me everything is bound and gagged strapped and kicked and pulled about.
It rebels.
Twisting and sp
Bursting from Seams.The bugs are taking over the bathroom. There is a gray moth, flittering and fluttering, wings faster than a hummingbird, that I cannot seem to kill. It circles my head as I brush my teeth. I stifle a scream as I almost place my washcloth atop a black beetle in the sink stained with spit. I pour water on it until it is dragged down the drain, small black legs flailing like a doomed drowning victim. I let the water run until I'm certain it won't crawl back out to rage its revenge against me.Bursting from Seams.
I stare into the mirror. There are never bugs in the morning, during the day. It's only in the very early stages of day, 1-4 in the morning, w
Honey eaters
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"If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat." Sun Tzu
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